{"id":8129,"date":"2015-02-07T09:00:32","date_gmt":"2015-02-07T09:00:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=8129"},"modified":"2015-01-26T16:03:05","modified_gmt":"2015-01-26T16:03:05","slug":"julie-hogg","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/julie-hogg\/","title":{"rendered":"Julie Hogg"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Vettriano Life<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>I was truly alone<br \/>\nlike any romantic<br \/>\npigeon-holed into<br \/>\nan edgy corner<br \/>\nhappy hour oysters<br \/>\nrare rib-eye steak<br \/>\nlush red wine<br \/>\nI danced to jazz<br \/>\nhe tumbled whiskey<br \/>\nwith cut glass lustre<br \/>\nI followed him up<br \/>\nto this cities<br \/>\nnatural planetarium<br \/>\nsaw the curve<br \/>\nof the earth<br \/>\nsmoked cuban cigars<br \/>\nmy hands held no hearts<br \/>\non this players cards<br \/>\nand when he came<br \/>\nmy name was any name<br \/>\nmy face was any face<br \/>\nin any rooftop place<br \/>\nlike this where red<br \/>\nhems soak in<br \/>\nsummer rain and stars<br \/>\nwhere princesses<br \/>\nwork all night in bars<br \/>\nwishing for better<br \/>\nmorning afters for<br \/>\ntheir unborn daughters.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Julie Hogg<\/strong> began writing poetry following an MA in Creative Writing at the University of Teesside and can\u2019t stop. Published in magazines and anthologies in her native North East of England, she also is featured in a chapbook from the Black Light Engine Room Press.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Vettriano Life I was truly alone like any romantic pigeon-holed into an edgy corner happy hour oysters rare rib-eye steak lush red wine I danced to jazz he tumbled whiskey with cut glass lustre I followed him up to this cities natural planetarium saw the curve of the earth smoked cuban cigars my hands held [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-8129","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8129","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=8129"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8129\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8131,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8129\/revisions\/8131"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8129"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8129"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8129"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}